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My smile dies the second the door swings open. Gasping, I stumble back as if burned by the deep scowl aimed at me. “You!” I whisper, and at the same time, my arch-enemy’s scowl morphs into a sinister smile. Tyler Brooks raises an eyebrow. “I didn’t realize you’ve added stalking to your nerdy tendencies,” he finally says, his deep voice causing me to shiver. I feel cold sweat break across my forehead, but I curl my fingers tighter around the strap of my purse. “I’m here to… for… um…” Tyler snorts, seemingly taking pleasure in my embarrassment. “What are you doing here, Garcia?” *** Lila Garcia thought her life couldn’t get any worse as the infamous nerd of Princeton High, constantly bullied by the jocks. But when Tyler Brooks’ parents leave town and they need someone to watch his younger siblings, Lila is roped into babysitting duty. Tyler has always been a jerk to her since day one, but now Lila’s stuck in his world and seeing him as more than just an arrogant football star. In close quarters, Lila learns that Tyler has secrets, and that he isn’t the guy she pegged him to be. As her feelings start to change, and the lines between love and hate blur, Lila must decide if this new version of Tyler is worth trusting, or if she’s just another target in his game.

Her only sin was having a killer body and innocent face which made the dreaded mafia lord, Lord Cassano obsessed with her. Shaking him off was impossible, he was everywhere. And he must have her, whether she liked it or not. It doesn't matter if he needed to cripple her boyfriend, or threaten her with the lives of her parents to make it happen. All he knew was that Aurora was his, and he was determined to keep her, no matter the cost or consequence. **** “Is this what you call love? You psycho! Every other day, I get kidnapped or threatened by your rivals and numerous enemies, get caught in a gun fire and witness your brutality. You have taken away my freedom and molded me into something I don't recognize. Yes, money is good. But this is not the kind of life I want for myself. I can't bear the curse of being your woman, set me free.” I roared, my eyes blazing with fury. I was past caring at this point, I can't survive this mad man. He hated being challenged, he might as well kill me. But to my surprise, psycho cupped my face and placed his forehead on mine with the most tender expression I have ever seen in his eyes. “I'm sorry, baby love. You have underestimated the degree of my selfishness. I will never let you go—unless you kill me.”

“…How dare you do this to me, Conrad? How dare you sleep with my sister right next to my bedroom?” I scream at the top of my voice. My voice breaks in two halves. My hands won't stop shaking. My forehead is beaded with sweat. "Ashanti, please I can explain!" Conrad begs as he tries to step down from the bed, but he can't because he's stark under the comforter. "Ashanti, what the are you doing in my bedroom?" Rhea screams at the top of her voice and I drag my eyes from Conrad and plaster them on her face. She doesn't look scared or guilty like Conrad. "And what the are you doing in bed with my boyfriend?" I ask, raising my voice as well. "I just him. What are you going to do about that" …. After red handedly catching her boyfriend in bed with her step-sister, Ashanti thought things couldn’t get any worse for her until the Lycan Beta showed up at her father’s pack and picked her together with her step-sister as for the Lycan Harem who will stand the chance to be chosen as a mate for the ruthless Lycan King. On the same day she arrives at the Harem, she finds her mate… Read to find out the identity of her mate and how things pan out for her in that Harem.

"This brutally romantic mafia love story will grip you!" ~#1 New York Times bestselling author Helen Hardt Arranged-marriage, age-gap, Mafia/cartel romance Capo to the Luciano Famiglia was my birthright. The cruelty needed to succeed in this life has been beaten into me since I was a young boy. My father, Vincent Luciano, taught by example and with the slap of his hand. My independent streak took me down paths my father would never have gone. With our enemies gaining strength, it is my idea to attempt an alliance with an unlikely bedfellow. The Roríguez Cartel and the Luciano Famiglia are improbable partners, yet even Vincent Luciano can’t deny the possible benefits. The only way to solidify the deal is for me to marry Catalina Ruiz, the eldest daughter of Andres Ruiz, a top lieutenant in the Roríguez Cartel. Catalina is young, beautiful, and thinks she understands the path she is being forced to follow. There is no way for her to know the monster she is about to wed. A man doesn’t become a made man at thirteen if he is capable of love. That emotion is beyond my scope of expertise. Saving the famiglia is my goal. And once this alliance is made, ours will be but the first of the brutal vows exchanged. Have you been Aleatha’d?

During the biggest sales day of the year, my fiance's "sweet and clueless" assistant sells a one-carat diamond for one cent. In just 20 minutes, the company loses 200 million dollars. I am so furious that my entire body shakes, yet Hendrick Shaw, my fiance, pulls me into his arms and comforts me, "Don't worry. I'll handle it." However, that same night, Selena Suther posts a screenshot on social media—a transfer of 1,430,000 dollars, with the recipient note saying "I love you." The caption attached to the screenshot is "I made a huge mistake today, but my boss comforted me instead. He even reminded me not to be angry at the 'tigress' and to be good." I comment on her post, "I wish you both happiness forever." Selena instantly deletes the post, but Hendrick abruptly charges in and lands a resounding slap on my cheek. "What's your motive for liking Lena's post? She's now so overcome by guilt and shame that she's about to end her life! "The company only lost 200 million dollars. Do you have to force her into a corner over it?" He sounds so righteous and fearless. Later, why does Hendrick cry when he can't even afford a 20-dollar meal?

Elara Voss thought one wild night at a lounge would set her free from her dull new life after her mom married rich Victor Blackwood. She gave her tight virgin body to a hot stranger with gray eyes that promised sin. His thick cock stretched her wet pussy until she begged for more, her first time raw and full of dark need. He left her sore and smiling, whispering they would never meet again. But fate twisted hard when he walked in as her new stepbrother, Damien Blackwood, the young CEO taking over the family firm. Shock hit her like a slap, his touch now forbidden but craved. He cornered her, fingers rubbing her clit while growling claims over her cherry. As lust burned hot, secrets spilled: Damien sought revenge on Victor for old hurts, tied to shady deals and danger. Elara fell deep into his possessive grip, her body dripping for his rough fucks, but betrayal loomed. Syndicate threats closed in, guns and proof that could ruin them all. In this dark romance, Elara must choose between family and the stepbrother who owns her soul and her slick, needy cunt. Will their filthy love survive the storm, or shatter in blood and cum?

When Elena defies her controlling father to escape an arranged marriage, she lands straight into the hands of another devil—Rowan Blackwood. Her arrogant, cold-hearted college bully is now a powerful CEO… and her new boss. Desperate and out of options, Elena accepts the job, thinking it’s better than marrying a stranger. But Rowan has other plans. With his twisted rules, cruel smirks, and a sharp memory of their shared past—including the slap—he seems determined to make her life hell. What begins as a tormenting work dynamic takes a darker turn when Rowan presents her with a shocking proposition: a contract marriage. For reasons he refuses to share, he needs a wife—fast. And the only one he trusts to play the role? The woman he can’t stand. Elena. Trapped between her family’s expectations and Rowan’s ruthless games, Elena must decide if playing his fake wife is worth the price of her sanity—or maybe even her heart. But in this war of wills, pride, and passion, nothing stays fake for long. A scorching slow-burn romance where the office is war, the contract is a trap, and love is the most dangerous rule of all.

Scarlet Williams is married to Jared Blakemore who's the richest man in B City. Their lives were disrupted by animosity and unjust allegations. A single erroneous choice caused their sole source of unconditional love to despise them as the The skeletons of the past are never buried. *** Jared angrily pushed into the room. "Can you tell me where my wife is, doctor?" "I'm sorry, Mr. Blakemore. Your wife has left the city." "What do you mean? You were supposed to look after her and the kids." Feeling frustrated, Jared searched the room but couldn't find any of Scarlet's belongings. He did, however, notice a report on the light table. Jared's forehead furrowed as he examined a file labeled "Legal Documents." "What is this?" "They are legal papers," came the reply. Feeling angry and frustrated, Jared stormed down the stairs. "Have you seen Scarlet?" he asked his uncle Nathan. Uncle Nathan was taken aback. "Scarlet left the house this morning. It's better for everyone, Jared. Her presence only riles you up." Jared came to a halt upon hearing the news and was in disbelief that Scarlet wanted a permanent divorce from him. As he ran his fingers through his hair, he took out his phone and called for a thorough search of every corner of B city's airport, demanding the safe return of his wife and children.

LUCILLE thought it would be her engagement evening, not knowing it was the night she was going to realize she had kept foes as friends. Her boyfriend betrayed her with her best friend but she never let it affect her. Instead, she slapped them in their faces by getting married to RAMSEY ROWE, her ex's cousin and a zillionaire. It started as a marriage of convenience and they were not meant to fall in love with each other. *. *. * "It's simple. Marry me till I am awarded the contract," Ramsey's cold voice sounded. Void of emotions. "No. I want a real marriage with you," Lucille rejected his first offer, piercing her gaze into his. The tough man in front of her was powerful, rich, and had all the connections she needed to avenge the betrayal from her ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend. Why would she miss the opportunity? Ramsey cracked up, kneading his brows. Silence overwhelmed the atmosphere and he leaned his mouth forehead, "You can't get what you want, Lucille. We are only bound by a fake paper," Lucille also chuckled and tilted her head backward, "I will make you fall in love with me," Determination filled her eyes. She wasn't going to lose this man to anybody. Will she be able to make his heart beat for her? What would they do when they realize their feelings are growing and they cannot do without one another? In the midst of many villains, will their love bloom or die?

Ethan Hayes and I grew up together, but we ended up resenting each other for a lifetime. He blamed me for taking matters into my own hands, forcing his memories back, and causing his true love to jump off a building. I blamed him for going back on his word. He promised to love me forever, but after losing his memory, he fell for someone else. In the early stages of our ten-year marriage, we were as cold as strangers who knew each other too well. When I got diagnosed with ALS, everyone in town urged him to divorce me. He only carried me to a chapel, knelt among the burning candles for an entire day and night, and prayed for a miracle. On my deathbed, he held me through the night, his forehead against my cheek. "I've done my duty to you in this life," he whispered. "If there's a next one, I hope you don't make me remember. Just let me be with her." Tears slid down my face. I finally got it. I shouldn't have chained him down with our teenage love, dragging him through a whole life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I found Ethan. This time, I chose to let him be with his true love instead of waking his memories.